ADRIAN.
I frowned down at the phone like it had personally offended me, before shoving it as deep into my pocket as it could go. “Come on.” I growled to the boy. “Let’s go.”
We made our way around the back of Max’s store, Jonas shuffling behind me like a lost sheep. I found myself questioning why I had decided to bring him along with me in the first place. As we approached Max’s back door, I realized I could hear noise coming from up ahead. And true to what we were told, we came face to face with the group of wolves loitering around the back of the store, waiting for me to join them.
Jonas stepped aside from my behind me as he spotted a familiar face among them, and I stood where I was, scanning around for Max’s grizzled old face. And there, right in the middle of all those wolves, stoo
